Novel & Cerita Storm And Logan

Their team got famous in the platform of online esports. Kratos could feel he had a soft corner for that girl so he used to protect her all the time, in the game. Kratos was the name of Nicolas Walker's gaming account. He was the one and only son of famous industrialist Christopher Walker who was literally the most powerful tycoon of Los Angeles. Nicolas loved to talk to Minerva and they used to play whole night. Minerva was little shy at first but soon she started feeling comfortable with Kratos and her teammates and she knew it very well Kratos was the one who used to rescue her all the time.

Right on cue, in the very next moment, the loud slam of the door being suddenly burst open reached my ears, Derek’s weight painfully pressing against my small frame instantly lifted as a forceful punch landed on the side of his face, sending him flying to the nearest wall. My gaze instantly snapped up, noticing Logan’s intimidating frame standing right above me, those midnight blue eyes turned completely black as he stared right back into mine for a brief moment, before he quickly averted his attention back to Derek. “What did I tell you about touching her?” He growled, seething with fury, wasting no time as he rushed straight towards Derek who by the way was still trying to recover after th

Logan's pov Sunday 25th September 2022 ************************************* I wake up with a huge smile because I don't have to go to work today. I love weekends because I can go to the bdsm club near me, it's called Club Sin and I pay a membership fee to go whenever it's open and enjoy a live sex show and pick up a submissive for the night. I'm a dominant so I'm the Master and dominate the Submissive who wants me to fuck them. The hunk who owns it is called Marcus Carlisle and he's been trying to help me sign a contract with a submissive instead of one night stands but non of the subs want me for longer than three months. Marcus says it's because I come on too intense because I'm desperate

When he saw that Newton, Missy's boyfriend, the man who should respect her, love her, protect her and, above all, thank the heavens for someone as extraordinary as her to have chosen him. He was completely bent over one of the desks in the studio, in the middle of work, with Suzan Foster beneath him. Before that day, Logan thought he'd felt hatred before: at Ruth and everything she'd done to his family; the company whose safety equipment failures had nearly claimed his father's life; of people who scoffed at the idea that he might be able to make his agency a successful company... But nothing could have prepared him for the fury that gripped him at that moment. And that certainly would have

"I love both of you, see you soon..." It isn't long after I cut the link with my father that Lincoln growls and all the surrounding rogues charge towards where Logan is standing. The 4 rogues standing at the cage door smile at each other as the one that picked the lock slowly, quietly and carefully opens the door, using the fighting to cover what they are about to do. Another wave of fear goes through me and I once again open my connection with Logan, "LOGAN!!!"

AUGUST I tried to breathe the pain away. Ambrose’s kick wasn’t that powerful purely because I’ve received more kick from him and this was by far, the softest of them all. Despite of that, the kick still hit the bulls’ eye of my hollow stomach and I’m not even wearing anything to begin with. I had to flinch for a short moment but I tried not to show any signs of weakness. I centered my focal point at Ambrose and I instantly saw the upcoming storm named typhoon Ambrose. His glare was filled with so much intensity and that was more than enough for me to know that he’s about to go on a rampage.

I watched them take steps towards the entrance door. Logan followed them out and I joined them immediately. Outside the building, Logan grabbed my hand and I stared at him inquisitively. “The force of the tornado is going to be great, you need more than human strength, or you’ll be dragged right into it.” He tightened his hold. “I kinda think she created the biggest tornado in the human history for them.” He closed his eyes and began to mutter words of his own. I watched the dust raise slowly, turning into something bigger and greater. I wondered why I’m not being swept into the angry tornado, but then I figured it’s because of Logan’s magic.

I wrinkled my nose at their answers. "So, what're your thoughts? Darien…" June pointed to the creep himself as he laughed with some guys from the cabin he’s in charge of. " Marcus…" she smirked, pointing to Marcus, who was tuning a guitar. "Or the ever-mysterious Mister Logan,” she sighed, pointing to Logan. I'm sure if this was a cartoon, my jaw would have comically hit the ground. Logan had taken off his shirt while he swung an ax, chopping firewood. Thick dark brown hairs covered Logan’s chest just as I had glimpsed this morning.

“You’re mine now, Ava. Completely.” She touched the collar, tears of overwhelming emotion slipping down her cheeks. “Yours, Daddy. I don’t want to be anyone else’s.” Logan pulled her close, kissing her slowly and deeply as the rain gentled against the windows. His hand stroked her back, his cock still twitching inside her. The storm had passed. But the real storm—Logan Sterling claiming his best friend’s bratty little daughter had only just begun.

Eighteen Years Ago The Shadow Pack burned that night; the storm came first, then came the lightning. It split the sky in two; thunder shook the very foundation of the pack, like the growl of a vengeful god. The rain lashed out, falling heavily, but it didn't quench the fire swallowing the packhouse whole. The flames devoured the Alpha's mansion and everything that stood in their way. Hidden in the hollow oak tree is a child with jet-black hair clutching a leather-bound book to her chest.